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Chapter 6
JULIE'S P.O.V
I was highly drunk and whining at Guy that I was bored. His face was full of frustration, I'm almost sure he had the same amount to drink as me, so why is he not feeling as giddy as I am. Suddenly he pulled me up and we began walking as briskly as I could manage. He was searching for something and I had no idea what it was, but as long as it cured my boredom I didn't care. Soon he was dragging me down the toy aisle again.
"Guy, I can't drive, I'm under the influence". I chuckled thinking he was wanting another car race.
"It doesn't matter for these". He stopped in front of the roller blades. "Here, pull those on". He threw me a box and I immediately sat down and started putting them on. Guy wasn't far behind me. Once we were both attired with a pair of blades, Guy helped me up from the floor.
Skating when not drunk could be hard enough at times, but if you've ever tried it when your drunk, it's even harder. I clung tightly to Guy. I wasn't feeling as giddy as I had been doing but my coordination was something I had yet to regain.
"Right, let's have a race, see who can skate around the shop fastest". Guy said. He quickly told me the route and that I was going first. I felt a rush of excitement as I stood at the starting point. "GO". He yelled and I immediately took off.
Down toward the shampoo aisle, turn left at the corner and left again onto the nappy aisle. As if in slow motion, a bottle past me and I halted staring mischievously at it. As quick as I could I poured the contents of one bottle on the floor, placing the bottle back on the shelf and continuing on with the race, I went as fast as my legs and wheels would carry me and was soon back with Guy.
"5 minutes and 22 seconds". He told me before handing me the watch and placing himself at the start line.
"GO". I shouted. As soon as he was out of sight I yanked the skates off and replaced them with my trainers. I was trying so hard to stifle my giggle but after the watch passed 5 minutes and there still was no sign of Guy, the laughter got the best of me. When the watch reached 5 minutes and 30 seconds Guy was just passing the finish line. "My, my I beat you in the cars and on skates and I'm not even a proper skater". I tried keeping a straight face and managed it right up until he looked at me accusing.
"You put baby oil on the floor, didn't you"? He smelt his fingers.
"Nnnooo". I said and started laughing as I took off at a sprint towards the clothes section. He wasn't far behind but must have lost me when I dived into the middle of a circular clothes rack. I must have been sat there for about 5 minutes before I realised he was no longer in this section.
"Who we hiding from"?
"Oh, my friend Guy". I answered without turning round. "ARRGGHHH". I screamed turning to find Guy behind me. At this we both cracked up laughing. Eventually when the laughter subsided I got up and it was now my turn to help Guy up. On the way back to the drinks counter, Guy put his skates back in the box and put his tennis shoes back on.
When we finally got back to the counter, I was amazed to see the mess. There were about 6 bottles of vodka all empty I might add, 1 empty bottle of red bull, 2 empty cartons of ice cream, a stack of cards all over the place, a game of tiddly winks all over the place and 2 cups sat on the floor.
"Oh man". Guy looked amazed.
"What time is it"? I asked.
"Err, 5am". Came his reply.
"What time does this place reopen"?
"About 6.30am". He replied.
"Shit, we better get tidying". I rushed over and started putting the cards and tiddly winks away while Guy collected all the rubbish. In about half an hour, we had tidied and the place actually looked as it did when we first arrived. We decided to go and sit by the entrance in case anyone came early.
"Man I am so tired". Guy yawned.
"I know, why didn't we sleep"? I asked his yawning becoming infectious.
"If I remember correctly, we were having too much fun, it's a shame we didn't have a camera". He said.
"Wait here". I jumped down from the cash out I had been sat on, leaving him puzzled. When I returned he still looked puzzled but I wasn't about to let on about what I'd just done. "I needed the bathroom". I claimed, seeing him totally buy it.
By 6am the manager had appeared and seemed rather angry that we had been locked in. He apologised over and over and told us that the floor manager of last night would get a piece of his mind.
"Honestly it doesn't matter, it was more our fault because we came in at the last minute and went to the bathroom". I began.
"Yeah and we kind of helped ourselves to a few nibbles so we're even". Guy continued. We quickly left leaving the manager stunned at what would be more than a hundred dollar bill once he found out exactly what our 'nibbles' had been and a possibly law suite if a customer found the baby oil before a member of staff.
The NEXT chapter will be the FINAL chapter I'm afraid, but as they say all good things must come to an end!! Please R&R!!!
Chapter 6
JULIE'S P.O.V
I was highly drunk and whining at Guy that I was bored. His face was full of frustration, I'm almost sure he had the same amount to drink as me, so why is he not feeling as giddy as I am. Suddenly he pulled me up and we began walking as briskly as I could manage. He was searching for something and I had no idea what it was, but as long as it cured my boredom I didn't care. Soon he was dragging me down the toy aisle again.
"Guy, I can't drive, I'm under the influence". I chuckled thinking he was wanting another car race.
"It doesn't matter for these". He stopped in front of the roller blades. "Here, pull those on". He threw me a box and I immediately sat down and started putting them on. Guy wasn't far behind me. Once we were both attired with a pair of blades, Guy helped me up from the floor.
Skating when not drunk could be hard enough at times, but if you've ever tried it when your drunk, it's even harder. I clung tightly to Guy. I wasn't feeling as giddy as I had been doing but my coordination was something I had yet to regain.
"Right, let's have a race, see who can skate around the shop fastest". Guy said. He quickly told me the route and that I was going first. I felt a rush of excitement as I stood at the starting point. "GO". He yelled and I immediately took off.
Down toward the shampoo aisle, turn left at the corner and left again onto the nappy aisle. As if in slow motion, a bottle past me and I halted staring mischievously at it. As quick as I could I poured the contents of one bottle on the floor, placing the bottle back on the shelf and continuing on with the race, I went as fast as my legs and wheels would carry me and was soon back with Guy.
"5 minutes and 22 seconds". He told me before handing me the watch and placing himself at the start line.
"GO". I shouted. As soon as he was out of sight I yanked the skates off and replaced them with my trainers. I was trying so hard to stifle my giggle but after the watch passed 5 minutes and there still was no sign of Guy, the laughter got the best of me. When the watch reached 5 minutes and 30 seconds Guy was just passing the finish line. "My, my I beat you in the cars and on skates and I'm not even a proper skater". I tried keeping a straight face and managed it right up until he looked at me accusing.
"You put baby oil on the floor, didn't you"? He smelt his fingers.
"Nnnooo". I said and started laughing as I took off at a sprint towards the clothes section. He wasn't far behind but must have lost me when I dived into the middle of a circular clothes rack. I must have been sat there for about 5 minutes before I realised he was no longer in this section.
"Who we hiding from"?
"Oh, my friend Guy". I answered without turning round. "ARRGGHHH". I screamed turning to find Guy behind me. At this we both cracked up laughing. Eventually when the laughter subsided I got up and it was now my turn to help Guy up. On the way back to the drinks counter, Guy put his skates back in the box and put his tennis shoes back on.
When we finally got back to the counter, I was amazed to see the mess. There were about 6 bottles of vodka all empty I might add, 1 empty bottle of red bull, 2 empty cartons of ice cream, a stack of cards all over the place, a game of tiddly winks all over the place and 2 cups sat on the floor.
"Oh man". Guy looked amazed.
"What time is it"? I asked.
"Err, 5am". Came his reply.
"What time does this place reopen"?
"About 6.30am". He replied.
"Shit, we better get tidying". I rushed over and started putting the cards and tiddly winks away while Guy collected all the rubbish. In about half an hour, we had tidied and the place actually looked as it did when we first arrived. We decided to go and sit by the entrance in case anyone came early.
"Man I am so tired". Guy yawned.
"I know, why didn't we sleep"? I asked his yawning becoming infectious.
"If I remember correctly, we were having too much fun, it's a shame we didn't have a camera". He said.
"Wait here". I jumped down from the cash out I had been sat on, leaving him puzzled. When I returned he still looked puzzled but I wasn't about to let on about what I'd just done. "I needed the bathroom". I claimed, seeing him totally buy it.
By 6am the manager had appeared and seemed rather angry that we had been locked in. He apologised over and over and told us that the floor manager of last night would get a piece of his mind.
"Honestly it doesn't matter, it was more our fault because we came in at the last minute and went to the bathroom". I began.
"Yeah and we kind of helped ourselves to a few nibbles so we're even". Guy continued. We quickly left leaving the manager stunned at what would be more than a hundred dollar bill once he found out exactly what our 'nibbles' had been and a possibly law suite if a customer found the baby oil before a member of staff.
The NEXT chapter will be the FINAL chapter I'm afraid, but as they say all good things must come to an end!! Please R&R!!!